Cyno arrives home late, he seemed stoic as usual has he sits down in the living room beside you, you put your book down and turn to look at him, he had a lovable personality, even if it was hidden well, you knew the real Cyno.

He pulls out a deck of TCG cards.

“Dear, why don’t we play a round of TCG, you know it helps me relax.” He decides to lighten the mood.

“What’s the hardest thing to deal with? A deck of cards that’s been glued together.” He chuckles.